Kaori Yuki.
'Three...' Thunk '...Four..,' Cassain counted silently as he threw knives at a dartboard, each one hitting the exact center, knocking the previous one out of the way. He was practicing to keep his mind preoccupied, but it wasn't working. Instead, it was giving him time to think about what had happened the night before. 'Why did I kiss him?!' he asked himself as he threw another knife, hitting the center once again without even meaning to. 'Five... I wonder why he hasn't kicked me out or something. Maybe he's planning to dissect me instead..?' he shook his head as the thought made him miss completely, the knife puncturing the "5" on the board instead.
He sighed, standing up and trodding over to the board to pull out his knives and start over. 'He hates humans... I know that..' the man told himself as he shuffled back to his chair, sitting down and propping his legs up on the desk as he threw the first knife, starting his game over again..
It was true that the Doctor did hate humans. He was only truly at peace with animals, and for a long time, he wouldn't even eat meat. Then something happened to him, something that Cassain wasn't so sure of, and he changed completely. Whatever had happened turned the adorable Jizabel Disreali into a cold, emotionless killer who enjoyed performing inhumane experiments on people. He didn't trust anybody, and he'd devoted his life to winning the love of his father, Alexis, who only used him as a pawn.
Cassain gritted his teeth together at the thought, throwing the next knife with enough force to slice through the previous one, and to crack the dartboard. He stopped, blinking in surprise and staring at his mess for a minute. Half of the dartboard and the first knife he'd thrown dropped to the ground with a loud "clunk," startling him into action.
He stood up, quickly going over and picking up the dartboard and knife that had fallen to the ground, setting them on the desk. He leaned over to inspect the damage he'd done, grimacing as he noticed the knife stuck in the wall, the other half of the dartboard propped up on top of the handle. 'So that's why it didn't fall,' he couldn't help but chuckle as he removed the leftover target, wrapping his hand around the handle of the blade and pulling it out with some effort.
A noise sounded behind him, and he turned quickly, preparing to throw the knife that now resided in his hand. He stopped as he realized that the noise had come from the Doctor, who stood staring at him. "What was that..?" he asked in a sleepy voice, words slurring together as his silver eyes took in the scene.
"Um… nothing..." he quickly glanced down to the knife in his hands. Realizing that the silver edge was littered with bits of wallpaper and wood from the wall, he quickly put it down on the desk beside its victim and fallen comrade. The Doctor nodded, accepting this without an argument. Cassain stopped, surprised. Normally he wouldn't have bought that.
"Doctor, did you sleep last night..?" the brown-haired man asked, crossing the room and sidestepping the desk to walk up to him. The other man's silver eyes fluttered open from their unusual dazed state, reminding both men of the night before, and causing them to blush a bit.
"I didn't…" he admitted with a slight smile, "...my patient wasn't finished." Cassain blinked, tilting his head slightly, "what do you mean?" "He took a while to convince." After performing certain experiments that the victim wasn't allowed to know of, the Doctor took his time altering the memories of the victim. Cassain wasn't sure how; he never stayed for that part of the ritual. He did once, and found himself believing every word the Doctor was feeding his 'patient'.
He nodded, holding out a hand to the Doctor, "you should take the day off. To catch up on sleep, I mean…" he stopped himself, his voice trailing off. Jizabel nodded, glancing at his outstretched hand, then tilting his head he saw something that interested him. Noticing the look, the younger man followed his gaze, confused. Jizabel reached out, pushing his hand underneath Cassain's, gently pulling it over to him.
Silver eyes scanned the younger man's slightly darker skin as he held on to it. There was a cut on the palm of Cassain's hand, probably from when he had pulled the knife out of the wall. Cassain blushed, glancing away but not moving, vaguely wondering what the Doctor was going to do.
Jizabel slowly lifted Cassain's hand up to his lips, gently licking the blood from the wound, stopping the bleeding as he did. He closed his eyes, blushing slightly before pulling out a bandage to bind it in.
He bit his lip, looking up at the brown-haired man once he figured out what it was he'd just done. "Sorry..." the silver-haired man mumbled this time, glancing away. Cassain gazed down at him, gently gripping his hand and pushing his free hand under the Doctor's chin, tilting his head up once more.
He leaned forward in a replay of the night before, kissing him full on the lips without hesitating once, his eyes closing as he did. Jizabel recovered quickly, tilting his head up more to deepen their kiss as he stepped closer, his free hand reaching out to rest on Cassain's hip as his eyes closed.
The brown-haired man held back a gasp at the Doctor's reaction, threading their fingers and gripping his hand again as he kissed him harder, both of them blushing deeper with each passing second. Cassain's unscathed hand gently pushed across the doctor's cheek, fingers threading into his hair.
They pulled back at the same time, each opening their eyes and staring at the other. Cassain bit his lip before stepping back, letting his hand drop from his hair. Jizabel gripped Cassain's hand obstinately, refusing to let go. The brown-haired man stopped, feeling his heart stop as well at the other man's silent request.
"Alright, I'm confused…" the younger man admitted, running his free hand through his brown hair. "About what..?" the Doctor asked, although he already knew. "This whole..." he sighed, trying to organize his thoughts, "...I thought you hated people..? Why would you--.""Let you kiss me..?" Jizabel interrupted with a slight apologetic smile. Cassain nodded, shocked into silence again. The Doctor shook his head, glancing off as his grip on the other man's hand tightened, "I don't know… I… don't mind as much… if it's you." He shrugged, realizing what he was saying, "…it doesn't make sense to me, either."
Cassain nodded, considering for a minute, "…then… will you hear me out..?" he found himself whispering. Jizabel nodded, ready to straighten this out. The younger man leaned close once more, brown eyes staring into curious silver eyes, displaying a sincerity that the Doctor had never seen before.
"Jizabel…" he started, the name he'd never used without a title sounded awkward, but pleasant, "…I love you." With that, he straightened up, biting his lip again and blushing deeper. The Doctor stood motionless, his heart speeding up to a rate he didn't think possible as he registered the words. "If that's true…" he started in a murmur, words silencing into thoughts as he continued, '...why do I feel like this..? Do I… love Cassain?' "Anyway, that's all," Cassain mumbled, pulling away completely, hiding his blush from the other man as he turned.
